"Go through it seriously! It's my promise to you. Haven't you been so bitter about our relationship? "

At this time, Wang Xiaofeng's voice suddenly sounded in Xu Haotian's mind, which surprised Xu Haotian.

"Are you there, too?" Xu Haotian asked in surprise.

In this memory, he can really communicate with Yan Di, and Yan Di can feel all his emotions.

Because, those huge memories of Wang Xiaofeng, seemingly strange, but that kind of reality, that kind of familiar feeling, let him have no doubt.

Xu Haotian shook his head, trying to get rid of this absurd idea, but he was surprised to find that Wang Xiaofeng's words were somewhat believed.

"It's impossible. Didn't I come from the distant earth?"

"Don't you..."

Wang Xiaofeng's voice sounds leisurely, which makes Xu Haotian's eyes coagulate and think deeply.

"You are Xu Haotian, but you are also me!"

Time seems to have passed for many years, which makes him a little confused about whether the road he has gone through is a reality or a dream.

Xu Haotian said to himself, "who am I Xu Haotian Or Wang Xiaofeng? "

In a twinkling of an eye, Xu Haotian found himself standing on the edge of the cliff. In front of him was a dark sky, and under the cliff was a blue sea of blue waves.

He followed Yan Di to learn art. From childhood, he experienced combat. It can be said that he grew up in battle. Whether it is daoshan or huohai, Yan Di's tall body always stands in front of him to protect him, which gives him the feeling that there is nothing or enemies between heaven and earth that can make Yan Di frown.

In these memories, the one who accompanied him the most was Yan Di.

……… There are more and more memory fragments.

"Don't you know, disciple? The original cradle of ancient fairyland is our metaphysical world. But now they want to kill their homes. It's really ambitious. I don't want to learn from them. "

"The demon clan's saints, and still three, good, disciple, you should step down, let's kill them!"

"You want to learn? Yes, come on, kneel down and call master! "

"Your name is Wang Xiaofeng? Wang? It seems that you have a story, too. Because there is no Wang surname in our xuanxu world! "

For a long time.

The surrounding scenes quickly fly away, huge familiar and strange memories are forced into the mind.

Wang Xiaofeng's voice suddenly yelled out, Xu Haotian only felt his mind roaring, and even his soul was shaking.

"Because I am you!"

Wang Xiaofeng said impassioned. Let Xu Haotian keep his mouth shut. At the same time, I wonder if Wang Xiaofeng can survive.

"Hum, I will never die. I will live forever, revenge for the holy court, devote my life to the appreciation of Emperor Yan, and reappear the ancient demon God in the world."

Sitting on the shoulder of Emperor Yan, Xu Haotian is even more puzzled. How can Wang Xiaofeng's meaning in this word have a meaning of parting in life and death.

Wang Xiaofeng's voice said in Xu Haotian's mind. The words are full of surprise and regret.

"I thought it would take you decades and hundreds of years to get to the ancient fairyland, but I didn't expect to come so fast."

Seeing Xu Haotian's silence, Emperor Yan took him on, ignoring the dissuasion of the people nearby.

Because he was always hesitating and confused, Yan Emperor would enlighten him and accompany him, just as he urged Yin and yang to return to life and death 170000 years ago.

"Well? Why are you in a daze again, disciple

At this time, Yan Emperor's voice full of magnetism came. Let Xu Haotian roll his eyes violently.

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